Im wearing a baby T that says "Spoiled!" in sparkly letters my tight pink bibsnow pants make my bottom look real big. wearing pink toe socks i slip in...o my pink furboots and put on my pink barbie jacket i put up the hood i love the teddy bear fur on mycheeks i go out n start walking the trail behind my house my white mittens are on astring threw my jacket. i slip them on and skip threw the woods feeling the cold air onmy bare smooth flesh of my privates i shiver and think this wasnt a good. I know mythings won't fit you properly."He looked at her a little puzzled, then said, "Awhile ago, you said thatyou wanted to take this at a slow pace, your pace. Now, you're buying methings, and suggesting that I dress. I'm a little confused." I'm finding this interesting. You're different when you're dressed.Normally you're a very sensitive, and kind person. But, when you'redressed, you seem even more sensitive, and kind. If that's possible. Notto mention that you really do appear more. " Which is how long, exactly?" Well, counting everything, even the ride over, I must have well over two hours of riding experience already." Will I be safe riding behind you?" Even from most flying insects. I'm afraid that I'll be catching most of those." I hopped on the bike, and she jumped on behind me. She wrapped both arms around my waist, and positioned her feet on the passenger foot rails. I started the bike back up, rolled forward a bit, kicked it in gear, and off we went. We drove. She just looked up in to the raining sky and opened her mouth: “O YEAAAH!!! PULL MY FUCKING TITS OFF Talesman! PULL THEM OFF MY GOTDAMN CHEST!!” . Pinkie felt Talesman hit the brakes for a moment, practically letting the masochist mother-to-be drag him for a couple of seconds. The punk temporarily blacked out from the intense pain emanating deep in her chest. At the same time the biker group roared as they saw the Blade's leaving a short trail in the dirt, nearly tearing off Pinkie's tits! .